Hi, you girls are sure looking nice tonight.Thanks, Dan.Yeah, you know, you remind me of a girl that lives in my apartment complex.Oh, yeah?Really. I don't know where she does her shopping, but man, what style.She's a bit old-timeyBut that's all right with meShe wears a dress of velvetThat hangs below her knees, her kneesShe's a bit old-fashionedAs all the world can seeThe cameo she wears upon her footPuts me in ecstasyEcstasyYeah, she's the wrong grandmotherThat's what they're telling meBut my old-timey babyIs swell enough for meYou see, you see, she playsShe plays her old-timeyElectrolytesThe lamp is lowKerosene, you knowWe lie upon her bedThe patchwork quills beneath her headWhile her wheel is spinningShe sews some laceOr we embraceOh, whenWe go outoh I'll see her returnThe world can plainly seeThat my old tiny babyIs swell enoughShe's young enoughShe's hip enoughFor meThat's my baby*